Fredrick Carters father,
following a long day of over indulgence,
blew his brains out with a double barrelled pistol,
in a Dublin brothel during a visit with his favourite prostitute.
The policeman reporting form the scene,
noted;
' He died with a sad expression on his face'.
Inspired from a passage of the book, Training School for Elephants by Sophy Roberts
The hunt for quails had begun.
Two old men sat on a bench on the main street.
A shot rang out of the stillness of the countryside.
Below one old man, weak-sighted but the sound of hearing,
raised his head towards the ridge.
"He missed! Surely the fool has missed!" he said.
Up the street, two youths approached, both carried
a double-barrelled repeater. Both had empty bags.
The two young men stopped in front of them.
"Oliver would have hit any bird even with half-blind eyes,"
the taller one said. "And you, Bert? Come with us tomorrow?"
Laughing, they continued their way.
"Of course, rest assured we are indeed men!
I lost count of the number of quails I caught!"
"We are men! You know what, we’ll go hunting too."
Two heads, one white, one bald, nodded in unison.
“We’ll meet early at six tomorrow.” They agreed.
The town hall clock rang out every hour.
Six o’clock struck. Nature slept on.
Below, in an alley, two old men dreamt. Damn fools!
They moaned in their sleep. Why can’t they shoot straight?
Binary 101
Numerically double-edged,
Duplicitous it is paired
Likewise and two fold
Its twin coded binate, not spared.
Double barrelled
Bilateral couple,
teamed;
braced – unified.
Mated and single
Coupled, unpaired
Mixed radix,
Can be shared.
Digitally based
Systematically aced
Zero blocks the chain
Based at one
The power redefines
Linear thinking holds
Only conversion
Characterises
The values you will find
Inside binary lines
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